Lyrics:
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
the time
I'm in another life
Open my eyes
Not the two side by side
I'm talking bout third eyes
Eat me a shroom
I'm gone like a flight
Move in the wind
They
a weary land (in a weary land), The cloud and smoke by day (the cloud and smoke by day) And a flame of fire by night (flame of fire by night).
(CHORUS)
Find some time
To unwind
And then realign ya senses
Cuz if I’m
Just rhyming reckless
Then time is gone in seconds
Like Im skipping records, skipping
handle it
Raise your hands and roll it up the pole
Before you know what it's all up in smoke
Where flowers grow
And a clear wind blows
You lay her down
with em, getting 5-0's, sittin' getting in the wind
For all my homies in the pen
It's back on
My backbone, my wife in my life & down wit a nigga
[Chorus]
Deep in the forest
The omens are bad,
A cloud passes over the moon
Devil wind
Bends the trees,
A cloud passes over the moon.
love, but in vain I could tell.
One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing,
With
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
grass on my longue
Fuck a bank account, I need extreme cash in my palm
Smoke blur in ya vision,
You don't know who ya dissin'
I don't learning no
smoke hollow reefer
With out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
It's brutal
Seeing them treat us like lower
the position, you know the procedure
Can't even leisure smoke hollow reefer
With out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
It's
me
We don't go to the mall
We don't go out to eat, eat, eat
All that we ever do
Is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Smoke us a cigarette
And go
don't go to the mall we don't go out to eat, eat, eat
All that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Smoke us a cigarette and go back
don't go to the mall we don't go out to eat, eat, eat
All that we ever do is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets
Smoke us a cigarette and go back
You're a figment, a rumor, a kiss on the wind
You're a smoke and a dance and a kick in the shins
And we had the answers
But you'll pull the wings off
vain, I could tell
One night, a wild young cowboy came in
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With wicked Feleena,
real, but they buffing
Yeah, yeah, for to fight this pain, smoke a russian
I can smoke back to back, I can smoke by the dozen
So if you talking about
a nigga lost
Will I wind up in a coffin
I don't know, I'm about to blow
I don't wanna take no mo'
But when I bust in a rush
You better hit the flow
Reality
you were dead on arrival
New ways with dangerous means
Smoke the pipe and live the dream
In the West the Empires fall
In the East the Nations crawl
but in vain I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With wicked
to send
Im Creepin by myself blowin my blunt smoke in the wind
gone throw um in the blender hit the button that says blend
Goes to war with whoever but my
by the dozens
I'll start a war from the push of a button, smoke on a opp like a Russian
Bang in this bitch if a nigga want tussle, they better get
forward, also were corneas
Quadruple in proportion he was lord by his formal introduction
To the forth coming force
That afternoon the appetite
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